𝐂𝐔𝐏 𝐎𝐅 . . . ☕️

being stuck on an island is not exactly where i want to be these days, and i'm feeling a very strong urge to put my fist through a wall, since i'm going stir crazy here. so... drinks? now? it is now my turn to be desperate. | @josvphs

i think you need a spa day. don't be ashamed to admit it, buddy. pampering does wonders for the soul. there's got to be something you find nice about the island. don't kill me, but i just did a number on myself complimenting syd on her bikinis... and then comparing her to the island beach babes. going to bury myself in the sand, after drinks of course.

you just scared me to death when you suddenly appeared without warning. given that we had just arrived from a long flight, i didn't expect anyone to still be awake at this hour. i must admit, the sight of you in the darkness caught me off guard and sent a chill down my spine. it's as if the silence of the night amplified the surprise, making the moment even more startling. nevertheless, it's good to see you awake; it's always nice to have company after a tiring journey. maybe a hot cup of tea or some calming music could help us both relax and unwind after the hectic day we've had. who knows, we might even find a solution together to ensure a restful night's sleep for both of us. || } @josvphs

.... are you calling me ugly? i never thought you'd be the one to go there, dem. to think we buried our hatchet.. i guess not. i think i need more than just calming tea after these texts we've been getting. no doubt we're going to sleep good though. vacation sleep is always a step up. do you have any plans for tomorrow? got anything on your maldives bucket list?

i was going to say, you have to be living out of your suitcase lately. it should be! do you really think all i brought with me are bikinis? i don't know if i should be offended or not! joe! how are those fighting words? would you rather i lied to you? oh my goodness! really? my error? i can't help it, i always thought nick was cuter!

a guy can dream, can't he? i let out a little scream once i heard we were heading to an island. beach babes for the win. also, in no way am i implying you're a beach babe. unless... you want to be classified as one. in that case, the beach babe ceo title is yours. i should probably shut up, huh? i'm giving out compliments only to be told i'm your second favorite. the audacity, sydney sweeney.

𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 ☀️ | 𝐉𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑. 📅 : FRIDAY, JUNE 7TH. 📍 : THE BEACH. ⛔ : ALCOHOL, POSSIBLE NSFW.

the destination alone was enough to keep the male vibrant, with a golden smile to match his inner child, but as he trudged through the crystal white sand in flip flops, bringing him closer to taylor, his smile only widens and gives any mystery of how he might be feeling away. the pair of fruity, blended beverages are slid onto the side table underneath their sheltered setup. the ice cold water that was clipped down by his chin against his neck is released and impressively caught with one hand before smugly offering it up to her. joe wasted no time in being her test subject, very pleased to be the center of her attention. his charming wide-eyed grin matched his body's reflexes, which he was proud to announce, he followed her instructions flexing just for her. "... you have to kiss them before you apply the sunscreen. prime them up, baby." he pointed to his right bicep playfully teasing where she could grace her lips. if she chose to. he wasn't some control freak who intended to force her, but was it wrong of him to really hope she did? "or you know.. i can just settle for the sunscreen only. but i might be a baddie who has saddies on the beach." his pout lip revealed itself.

So the funniest thing happened to me on my way over here. For some reason, my pilot thought I was a Jonas Brother. I'm trying to figure out which one he thought I was, but the entire time he was super ecstatic and blasting some of your guys' old music. I won't lie, I definitely jammed out with him. But I couldn't break his heart and tell him that I was not a Jonas Brother - I didn't want him to get sad and crash the plane or anything. So somewhere out there, someone's walking around thinking you're all English. @josvphs

the jo bros are officially, officially international. just in time for europe too. is it weird that.. i feel like you're a split between kev and nick? it's the hair. don't worry, you're definitely not as anal as my little brother. you've got the kind and softie thing going for you which one hundred percent makes you kev coded. which oldies n' goldies were you listening to? now you've got my attention. it's going to be really difficult doing all my interviews with an accent now.. but lucky for you I've had some practice. my ex wife was british and i swear i was obsessed with british curse words. they're just so fun. do you want to grade me on how i say bloody wanker?

i have a sneaking suspicion that your divorce from sophie is making you go off the rails. i mean, i heard that you and a certain tall australian boy got black out drunk in vegas a few weeks ago, and i suspect it has something to do with the wifey. but hey... that's just my two cents. | @josvphs

you know better than anyone just how much i prefer to have a good time. have you forgotten our coachella memmies already? granted, i've gotten slightly older since then, but the point still remains. blackout drunk in a bathtub is the only way to do it. i'm slowly claiming all the bathroom hits. instead of toothbrush, it's going to be a bathtub. ex wifey. i'd rather not relive the horrors, thank you very much.

did you struggle to figure out what to bring on this so called vacation? i literally stared at my suitcases for at least thirty minutes before i finally started moving. this is not what i had planned for the next two weeks since i had just established a schedule. however, i'm going to embrace it and see if my second favorite joe bro is up for doing something? maybe? @josvphs

yes, and you know what the saddest part is too? i've been living out of my suitcase as of late. i should have this whole packing thing down as second nature. at least on your end.. your bag is what? seventy percent bikinis? woah.. woah, syd. second? those are some fighting words. i'll give you a chance to revise your error. we'll just say you were jetlagged and we never have to speak of this again!

all i know is my mama has been begging. she is a huge harmonizer. in fact, the rumors.. are they true? what can you spill? i have to be a good son and report my findings. seriously can't wait for this solo drop, though. you're giving me something to look forward to now that i'm going to be heading back on tour. do you have a favorite part of the process? there's nothing like a good comeback story.

it's official, i am one year older. i almost forgot about my own birthday with everything that has been going on. suppose i should find some sort of way to celebrate. at least before i board the plane that is going to take me across the pond. @hwstarters

i hope you were celebrated after all. did you get some cake? you can't turn another year older without cake. don't worry, since it's your birthday, i'll spare you a pun about having your cake by the ocean. congratulations tom, you're one year closer to being a wise old man.

walking swiftly over to the kitchen, taylor opened up the fridge to find the special juices she had bought just for them. hearing their latest craze was star wars, something she could totally get behind, taylor wanted to make the day special for them in every way possible. knowing that hanging out with the two special girls and their father was a rare occasion at best, she wanted to claim her much deserved title of best auntie. as she watched delphine curiously crawl her way over to meredith, she couldn't help but smile. her twinkle diminishing as soon as her blue optics had caught delphine at the right angle. it was absolutely insane how much she resembled her mother, sophie. the lingering feeling of betrayal casted a shadow on her seemingly bright yellow aura as the lump in her throat that had appeared since they had starter their affair grew in size. brought back to reality, by the comforting feeling of his touch, her gaze met his in lustful conversation. "i don't know. we'll see if there is any dessert left for daddy when the girls go down for their nap." the blonde teased, the playful words rolling off her tongue with ease. by this time, her porcelain skin was covered in goosebumps as his fingers danced gleefully with the bikini strings underneath her cover up. if he didn't know just how electric his touch was, he surely would now. "stop it." taylor spoke quietly as she looked back at him again. "your daughters are right over there." shaking her head in playful disappointment she grabbed onto the juice boxes and made her way back to the girls. watching him interact with delphine it was clearly a miracle she didn't melt into a puddle right then and there in her luxury new york apartment. there was something about the way joe lit up when he was around his daughters that kept the blonde coming back for more... and more... and more. "yeah, come on! let's go and check out the pool." taylor vocalized as she fashioned the juice boxes underneath her arm as she bent over and took willa's small hand in hers. the feeling of her soft, baby skin almost bringing the tall blonde to tears as she thought about what could have been years ago. "we have to hold hands though just in case." putting herself back together in a moments notice, something she had certainly become accustomed to, taylor made her way outside with the toddler as joe and his wingwoman followed closely behind. the feeling of the sun's rays on her skin was more than inviting as she brought willa over to the shaded patio area knowing joe would follow. "did you bring sunscreen for them? because, if you didn't, i have some." if there was anything that taylor was, she was more than prepared for every situation. "look! look! look!" she exclaimed as she reached over at the star wars themed kiddie floaties she had bought for both willa and delphine. okay, maybe, at this point, the star wars theme was a bit overkill, but the excitement that lit up on the girls faces' told her otherwise. after all, taylor's biggest critic had always been herself. as willa started to make her way to the pool, a rebel much like her own father, the blonde's cat like reflexes were put to use as she quickly got up from her chair and grabbed her. "you crazy girl! we have to put your sunscreen on first!" swooping the small girl up in her arms she tickled her with one hand before sitting back down in her chair with willa on her lap. "here." she said as she gave the juice to willa after opening it for her. "have some juice while your daddy figures out what he's doing with his life." the blonde joked as her eyes met his in an impatient manner. why did men... have to men?

there weren't a lot of women who could stand up to the male and do it with such ease. he truly admired that about her and in many ways, it encouraged him to keep up the charade of their forbidden situationship. with the blonde now scolding him, it left him coming back down to his grounded reality, quite literally, as he rocked back on his heels. a small pout to follow. "yeah, yeah.." the flirtatious advance was shrugged off casually, knowing he succeeded in giving her something to think about for the duration of the afternoon.

only if you let me pick out the wig. it's a damn shame hearing that though. i mean of course cake is a banger. everyone knows that but it goes much deeper than that. real life spotify top fan right here and might be? the tease deepens but i guess i'll take what i can get. i'm just excited to see whatever it is. truly about to be lame af right now with this line but still good from that ep is still good. top fave. no tease from me here. you probably won't be getting that notification anytime soon. the plan is to maybe get some new things started by the end of the summer but you know how plans go sometimes so we'll see.

mold me into your type. do you like blondes? i feel like i could go gaga with it or even madonna with it. these italian genes, baby. they can be whatever you want them to be. if it means anything.. i did update my pre save link on insta. you're a still good, girlie? okay stop teasing me, renee. i know i can't have you and it's really hurting at this point. that's fair. the process can take a while. but i hope that some inspiration finds you soon and who knows.. maybe'll pull a swift and compile a no skip, complete banger of an album in as little as the summer. i can celebrate this one, because as far as i'm aware it's a tribute to the other joe.

quadruple texted? mate, that's just desperate of you. i'll forgive it though, since we were both faced. no, no. i did not wake up in the plot of the hangover, thank god. as for the llama, i think i ended up at the zoo? but nothing has been confirmed. back in the city and drinks with the favorite jo-bro? how could i say no to such a sweet date-idea. i'm needing to get get black out drunk, with all this shit going on.

i'm not desperate... i'm passionate. god, get it right. ... the zoo? did you at least feed this llama some carrots? do they even like carrots? you can't say no. that's the catch. i'm glad you're game though. i didn't really have a speech planned in case you needed more convincing. black out drunk is definitely the move, brotha. i got another text which actually had some real info on it so i'm sweating over it a bit more. don't think this is all fun and games anymore..

lets hope that avoidance is going to keep working. personally, i'd prefer humor to anything else. there is nothing we can do i suppose besides sit and wait to see what happens. we all do have enough to keep our minds distracted anyways, i'd like to think.

let's form a pact, flo. whatever happens.. you and i ride this shit out til the end. or feed our friends to the monster.. i mean hacker. i vote the latter, but only if it is absolutely necessary. i also happen to enjoy watching nick run under pressure. those short legs were not made for sprinting. speaking of distractions, what's on the menu? because that's my specialty.